It always happens, if I’m left alone.
To bouts of madness, I am prone.
Not sure, what or who is to blame.
I’d be ok, if only I heard my name.
I spiral into darkness, out of control.
I doubt my worth, question my role.
Unconcerned, the world watches on.
Tormented voices, I wish be gone.
Twisted visions, have no right to stay.
If they heard my name, they’d go away.
I call it out to myself…but to no avail.
Just another depressing, madness tale.
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